This is a song about "Being psychic"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I'm no psychic, i don't know the future

Closest you'll get is being chicken

Ross and folarin, couple women

Mines is family over everything

I believed in a higher being.

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Fuck being counterfeit

That real life shit

I know your gonna lose you prolly think i was psychic

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

But i kinda like your company

No i’m not being funny,